Already the owl staring down at the street in daylight in the doorway of the Platýz is striking enough, but three houses away, at Národní třída 37 it becomes undeniable: the doorways of Prague have been invaded by birds assimilating themselves to the urban way of life.

The pigeon, having built its nest on the stretched cables of the tramway’s wire, just avoiding the spikes to keep the pigeons away, tries to pretend as if it were just another of the many gags of Prague, but after a few minutes of photographing it nervously glances from side to side. I could not forgive myself for breaking such a promising evolutionary chain, so I go on my way.